Mission Mission

You guys!  Look!  Sexpigeon spotted Dick Chicken in Palo Alto!

Now, either Dick Chicken has gone bi-coastal, or some buttmunch of a Stanford student is fucking with us by way of half-assed Dick Chicken scrawl in sharpie.

Ugh.  I can’t tell which is worse.  Go home, Dick Chicken.

Troy Holden has a nice little write up about the Roxie Theater.

Click on the pic if you want to read it.

Thanks.

If you’re interested in hearing more and being heard on San Francisco’s new PayDayPlus SF loan, or just near Capp Street this Thursday, the New America Foundation is holding a community conversation about said loan. The conversation is called Springing the Debt Trap, and in attendance will be, among other local financial notables, our City Treasurer, José Cisneros.

From the website:

Sold to consumers as short-term relief during a cash crunch, pay day loans carry interest rates of over 400 percent and catch working people with a steady source of income in a long-term debt trap.

On December 17th at 11:30am, San Francisco City leaders, in partnership with local credit unions, will help relieve this burden on hardworking San Franciscans by launching PayDayPlus SF, a low cost emergency loan available to City residents at 13 locations.

Weigh in at the Mission Neighborhood Center, 320 Capp St.

There’s a metric fuckton of bands playing today at ATA celebrating their 25th anniversary. BBQ starting now and music at 1pm. Get your ass down there! Hopefully the sun comes out and doesn’t fake us out like it did yesterday. WTF sun? It was like “hey it’s a nice day”… sike! HAIL TIME. 992 Valencia St.

Saw this guy doing his thing last night at the Lab (16th and Capp). WTF dude, why don’t you play an instrument that actually exists?

But seriously, Jozef Van Wissem is the best one-of-those-players I have ever seen. According to Jozef’s wikipedia, the instrument is a Renaissance lute and his current approach is to write out traditional Baroque pieces backwards and add his own themes and variations. If I had to describe the sound, it’s like God barfing a golden slip-n-slide into James Hetfield’s brain while he’s vacationing at his summer home south of Tajikistan. Check out this vid of him that I recorded on my fashion/social accessory informationPhone:

In case you missed the post from the other day, bags of brew are all the rage in China these days.  For seventy two US cents, you can knock back 5 beers in a Chris Daly disapproved receptacle.  Since I know you all were curious how the hell you drank from these, you’re supposed to impale your beer with a straw and share with friends.  Beyond the style points, the real benefit of this setup is that you have a place to put your vomit in afterwards.  Bag o’ Brew: where have you been all my life?

Anyways, since this isn’t a blog about China, you can follow all the oriental action on the other blog that I otherwise never have a reason to update and no one reads in general.

P.S. – When I get back to the Mission, I want to open a bar that only serves beer in plastic bags.  Good idea / bad idea?

Oh shit, son! It’s getting hella steamy inside Cha-Ya tonight. If the vegetarian Japanese restaurant is a-rockin’ don’t come knockin’!

Btw as a representative of the Asian culture I should inform you that in fuedal Japan serving a neighboring family vegetarian sushi was an act of war.

Available now, at Bi-Rite.  ‘Tis the season!

I just wanted to give you proof that The Candy Store Collective on 16th Street uses living plants to provide a modest amount of shade to people standing in front of their shop.

P.S. If I buy an Italian sports car am I trying to prove that I’m not a wuss, or do I just have a phobia about talking on the phone?